Best Western

I love Best Western Hotels... There, I said it. I stayed in one last night in a village near Brighton. I went there for one of my best friends wedding... and it was an altogether delightful experience. I tried to book a boutique 'contemporary' seafront hotel - wallpaper on one wall, suede head boards and fair trade coffee nonsense but they all make you stay for 2 nights of which we couldn't spare. The only other solution, suggested by one of my usually most stylish friends was to hire a Hummer to take us back to London.....the Best Western was starting to look like Claridges! Anyway my room was a dream, a mint green colour scheme with matching cushions, curtains and head board... a huge bath with Best Western shampoo and shower cap...... and the absolute clincher for me.. a kettle, highlights hot chocolate, 2 packets of shortbread and a mini bar courvoisier. While we waited for our taxi people were flocking to the Carvery... I watched, as a couple of ladies, clearly carrying a bit of extra timber, asked for every type of meat.... leaving very little room for onion rings - I couldn't fault it, everything was 'very well done'.. The puddings were under glass cabinets, it was like a 1970s pudding museum with profiteroles, fruit fools, lemon meringue pie and black cherry gateaux. I checked out this morning filling my pockets with Fox's Glacier Mints from the mahogany reception. There are 280 Best Westerns, all unique with there own charm and character... 1 down I say!